high_seas | A phoenix on the Moon

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A phoenix on the Moon

Who: Marco & YOU
When: The night of the 18th
Where: Ship: the Moon (top deck)
What: Marco wants to find all the cute chicks. Yes, I mean the hatched baby muppet birds. SO FLUFFY!!!
Warnings: UH I assume G, but it's Marco, so really all bets are off. Plus he might bug Thatch so really really all bets off.

There's a bright blue phoenix hanging around the deck of the Moon and making a fort out of barrels, blankets, sail cloth, and assorted other fun things. He may or may not also have decided to try to look for books. Sometimes when you're stuck in bird form, even if it's of your own free will, you just have to read.

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The fort is easy to spot, as well as the bright blue phoenix. Roxas smiles and decides to come prepared. When he approaches, he has his hands cupped in front of him and a tiny fluffy yellow chick nestled in them.

"Hi Xifer! I guess you wanted to see the chick I found."

BABY CHICK!!!

Marco chirped happily and came closer to inspect the new life. Hello fluffy little guy!!

He handed Roxas the letter and quirked his head to the side, waiting expectantly for a name for the chick.

Roxas took the letter from him and pocketed it with his free hand.

"Uh, I haven't picked a name yet." He scratched his cheek a little sheepishly. He wanted to avoid another Organziation name for Lea to frown over so he was trying to think of any good names he knew.

Marco flicked his tail up and down in thought before giving a small chirp in response.

"It'll come to you," he said, absolutely confident in Roxas' capacity at naming things.

He smiled a little and pat Marco on the head. He held out the chick some more. "Ikki says I should give him to you. Or her...I don't know what kind of chick it is. I don't want it to die so...he thought you could take care of it."

It was really cute, but if it was going to be too cold and die, it was better off with Marco.

Marco tilted his head again and carefully took the chick under his flaming blue wing. Still, he shook his head and quietly gave Roxas a head-nudge.

"I'll help, but you still have to look after her. It'll be good to learn."

Marco couldn't keep birds as pets, it was too confusing on his head. Even Stefan was more Whitebeard's dog than Marco's, even if Marco did look after him the most.

He quietly checked on the chick's body temperature to make sure it was warm enough. Warm, just hungry. And he nudged her back into Roxas' hand before waving a wing for Roxas to follow him to the store room.

Roxas had intended to take care of it, but Ikki thought it might die when he didn't keep it warm enough. He cupped his hands around her and shrugged a bit, following him.

"You don't want it Xifer?"

Ikki's a pessimist, and Marco knows many ways to keep birds warm. Besides, even in just Roxas' pockets the bird was so fluffy it could probably trap heat fine unless they went somewhere it snowed. And then Marco would make them a chicken coop instead of a fort. Oh lord, his brothers would give him a hard time for that one.

He whistled again and led to the stores, nosing through ingredients until he got to corn meal. He tugged it out, opened it up and waited expectantly for Roxas to give him an open hand that he could put some in.

Hmm, corn meal. Ikki had mentioned using bait but maybe the chick would lie corn meal better. Marco should know, right? Roxas balances the chick in one hand obediently and then moved to reach in the bag. Wait, was his hand dirty? Did the chick count as making it dirty?

Ehhh good enough. Marco was going to put some into Roxas' hands, but it should be fine for now. He gestured for Roxas to hold his hand up so that it could be pecked.

He wasn't sure what Marco was trying to say really, but he did open his hand up in front of the little chick who chirped happily and started pecking his hand. Roxas let out a little giggle.

"That kind of tickles. Do you know how I found her? I was just out here getting ready for breakfast and I saw the shiny egg hiding up in the doorway. I had to jump a little to get it because I'm not that tall, but I didn't know it would have a baby in it! If I did that, I would have made Lea get it because he's like a giant!"

Marco flicked his tail in amusement.

"So maybe you can name her after that! Sounds precarious though. I hope these are hardier little chicks than they look."

He quietly nudged the chick again to check on her, and make sure she was okay. Warm at least!

"Ikki told me to put it on my head, but since you wanted to see her I had her out for you. Hey, hey, Xifer! Guess what?"

Roxas gave him a grin.

"Hello!"

True to his word, he practiced.

Marco beamed ear to ear. "Hello! Hello!" he chirped back happily, pleased that Roxas remembered and got it right, and flapped his wings in delight.

He nodded about keeping her up on his head, heads are warm, and even more, the added height feels safest, which is good for birds, even chickens who were terrible fliers.

"Marco showed me." Roxas couldn't help it, he just looked so cute flapping his wings he had to scratch under his chin. He was just as pleased with himself really. The chick was deposited back on his head, nestled in the mass of fluffy hair up there and he looked thoughtful.

"Well you should show me your fort!"

Marco shivered in delight at the tickle under his chin and nodded, now that the chick would be warm and was fed.

"Okay, come along, but it's your job to make improvements. Especially since I might leave on that mission tomorrow, eh?"

He vaguely wondered if this whole Marco / Xifer division was going to be a problem, but well, he'd have to find a way to deal with it then. He led Roxas back up deck to the secret entrance of the fort.

He trailed after Marco contently, careful not to get too excited and disturb the chick from its resting spot, after all she didn't like that very much. Roxas admired the fort thoughtfully. He wasn't sure as far as forts go if it was good or not, but it looked good. That was important.

"Do we go inside?"

It was a good thing he was pretty small. Lea might be too big for a fort.

Marco nodded with another chirp of, "Aye!"

He carefully crawled in and left room for Roxas to follow, and a scarf bed for the baby chick.

Roxas found it a little challenging with the chick on his head so he took it off and first used his hand to guide her inside the fort. "I'll let you sit on me again after, I promise."

It seemed to chirp a bit, maybe it didn't like being pushed into a fort, but Roxas was worried she'd fall off his head.

That's okay, she probably still needed to acclimate and somethings just took time. Marco rolled over until he got comfortable and just sprawled out before nudging the scarf bed over to Roxas so he could figure out what to do with it.

"Hey you wanna sit on this?" Roxas asked her, fluffing it up a bit as he crawled in behind her and then he set the chick in it.

She chirped at being manhandled suddenly, but since it was a nice warm bed she settled in comfortably.

Roxas smiled, she was really cute. Marco was too, but the baby chick is just a baby. He sat up then, wondering how to settle himself. He decided to lean against a barrel, watching over both of them. "I should read your letter so I can answer your questions."

Marco rolled back over onto his stomach, flicked his tail and chirped quietly in response. He couldn't decide if it was embarrassing or not to be there when Roxas read the letter, but he figured if it was, it was probably a human thing, and luckily, he was avoiding being fully human right now.

"Go for it, kiddo!"

He gently protected the chick, making sure he could keep her warm.

He was content to sit back and read for a moment. He looked like he was thinking it over, because Roxas always gave consideration to what he was going to say back when he was writing.

"Well...I'm glad Marco's not too mad at me. I didn't think he thought I could help. I can you know. I've done recon before. Just between you and me, I don't think his plan is going to work. There's a lot of problems with it." Roxas looked serious for that moment before he sighed. Oh well, it probably didn't matter much what he thought about it.

"You should spar with me! It's good practice and you can see my keyblades. They're really cool, actually." Just don't ask where they came from, he thought.

"Let's see, what else..." He shuffled the paper a bit. "You would have been able to fly in my prison, at least a little bit. It was a big prison...but it's because of that I can skateboard. Before then I don't think I knew how. I was only there a week, so at least it wasn't a long time."

Marco's eyes sparkled in amusement about his plan. Everyone seemed to think he was planning something, but so far as he knew himself, he felt more like a chemist, just putting all the right ingredients together so he could sit back and watch the fireworks. Was that a plan? Granted, he hoped to get some information out of it, and better still, closer to vengeance, but still.

"I wouldn't mind seeing your keyblades, but I don't spar often, if ever, yoi." Especially not as a phoenix. Even fighting true enemies he rarely stayed fully in phoenix form. It was too ethereal to hold much mass which meant blocking, knocking them overboard or straight up trying to kill them. It was a shame he wouldn't be able to get the letter tomorrow if he went to the Straw Hats however. Maybe if he stayed an extra day.

As for the prison, Marco tilted his head curiously. Well at least he got to skateboard, so it must have been nothing like Impel Down, thank fuck.

It wasn't so much that he thought Marco was planning anything beyond infiltration, he just thought he was doing it wrong. Sometimes it would be nice to understand what Xifer was chirping at him all at once, but he'd probably have to wait until he got a letter.

"What else..." He hummed a little. "Well I don't know how fun being a Heartless is. I do okay, here at least. There's a lot of fun things to do, not like in the Organization."

"And our numbers were kind of like our rank. I was the last Nobody to come so I was thirteen. 'The Key of Destiny'. Xemnas says some weird things." Roxas thought about what he said about people not being able to go home.

"You know, going home, I..." Roxas said softly. "I don't know." He reached out and ran his fingers through the feathers. "I'm scared, that's all. I'm scared and I'm angry." His fingers clenched tightly around some feathers before he thought about it. "I'm so mad."

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